She left our home in a wedding dress and returned in an urn.
My parents were burdened with two baby girls. Yes, burdened. A son would have been a blessing, but a daughter was only an expense. They didn't have a legacy to carry on their name—they'd have to pay a dowry and fund an elaborate wedding.
I was forced to marry a stranger, though my parents assured me I'd learn to love him. Worst of all, the man I'm being forced to marry is my dead sister's husband. She left our home in a wedding dress and came back home in an urn.
Once I moved into the tattered estate with my new husband, I realized maybe my sister wasn't dead. Maybe she's still here after all…
This is a paranormal thriller with deranged spirits and a haunted house.